Merryweather Honeyfoot
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thoughts on waking life.A Poem by Merryweather Honeyfootmy interpretation of said film. you really need to see it in order to understand what i'm talking about, but there's some interesting ideas presented .. |
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untitled.A Poem by Merryweather Honeyfootyou were cold like a new menu. you flowed over me like a stream of dead flowers or wine or a last drop of water from an almost empty cup. you were the.. |
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tangerine realityA Poem by Merryweather Honeyfooti span the length of reality and nihilismfrom middle finger to middle finger. a fire burns on the lake with no water wet enough totemper it. flames o.. |
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the willA Poem by Merryweather Honeyfootgreen fades with ease into the dark and hollow trees *fake peace* preaches the sky's blue.my body sinks deeper into my shoes.i am not standing here --.. |
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ordinaryA Poem by Merryweather Honeyfootwhile the arms of treesand the seeds of dirttried so hard tomake surethat no one was hurti crawled along the path, realized i better turn aroundi dra.. |
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the needleA Poem by Merryweather Honeyfootidle fingertips. shaking joints. you don't tell me what you know. am i there or am i not? either way, i reap what i sow. sew some flowers into dirt. s.. |
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